"I heard about it. Communication was pretty tight for the whole operation."

Doesn't make Jim feel any better that his friend had to endure that kind of pain in the first place, but he's glad it doesn't seem to have caused any lasting damage. You know, aside from crippling night terrors and PTSD. Jim knows all too well the non physical ways this sort of thing can stick with a guy.

"Busy. The expedition continues. Occasional supply runs to Starbases and then back out into the uncharted sectors of the galaxy. Glad things here have more or less settled down."

More or less. There's some personal things going on jim's not so sure about, but really, how bad could they be?